Chapter 25 Striving to have another baby next year!
"Giggle giggle..."
Lost in thought, I heard Xiao Zhizhi's laughter behind me.
Gan Su turned her head and saw Xiao Zhizhi covering her eyes with her hands under the dim yellow light in the room, but her fingers were spread wide open.
"Zhizhi didn't see anything. Big brother, you can cry for another minute because the 'No-Brain and Unhappy' cartoon is about to start. Little brother said you love watching cartoons the most."
As she spoke, the dimples on her cheeks appeared and disappeared.
"I saw the stitches in your fingers, stop pretending." Jiang Gansu tried to hide his embarrassing crying, and stubbornly said, "He likes to see it because he's clueless, that's why I don't like it."
Zhizhi blinked. "Yes, yes, yes, little brother is clueless, big brother is just unhappy. Here, take it!"
She opened her palm, on which sat a White Rabbit candy.
"Eating candy will make you feel better."
Jiang Gansu stared blankly at the candy. After a long while, he said softly, "I'm sorry... I was rude before and misunderstood you. I'm really sorry."
Zhizhi's smile deepened. "Alright, I've already forgiven you. After all, you gave me your bedroom, didn't you? Family doesn't hold grudges overnight."
She took the older boy's arm, saying, "If you really feel bad, just protect me more in the future!"
The three little ones sat around the TV, watching cartoons with great curiosity.
The courtyard was lit with warm, bright lights, and the locust tree stood quietly at the alley entrance, until the entire street gradually quieted down, and every household turned off their lights and went into the night...
'Squeak—!'
The gate to the courtyard was pushed open.
Deng Qiu lowered her voice, "Slow down..."
"I feel terrible, I feel terrible." Jiang Anchao's collar was already completely ripped open, but he still frowned in frustration.
Grandma Li was also extremely sleepy, but upon hearing the sound, she quickly got up. "Why isn't he ready yet? Come in quickly, come in quickly."
"Mom, let me help Brother Jiang inside first."
Li Zhengyang didn't have time to explain and hurriedly helped Jiang Anchao into the master bedroom.
Deng Qiu looked weary from her journey, her otherwise plain face showing signs of fatigue.
"Grandma Li, thank you for staying here so late. Where are the children?"
"I saw you hadn't come back for two hours, so I told you to let the children eat and go to bed."
Grandma Li pointed to the bedroom, still worried, "What kind of drug did Liu Weiguo give him? Why is his face so red? The hospital didn't prescribe any medication after drawing blood. What if something goes wrong?"
Deng Qiu pursed her lips, her ears turning bright red, but she stammered and couldn't utter a word.
Li Zhengyang lifted the curtain and came out, giving his mother a wink, "Mom, don't ask anymore."
Then he turned to Deng Qiu and said, "Sister-in-law, well, I think it's all over now. The police said the evidence is conclusive and told us to wait for news, so we'll be leaving now. You... you and Brother Jiang should rest too."
Li Zhengyang's expression also seemed inexplicably uneasy.
Grandma Li looked at the two of them and, combined with Xiao Jiang's reaction, immediately understood.
She couldn't suppress the smile on her lips and patted Deng Qiu's hand.
"Oh dear, you've already had one child, what's there to be shy about? Go on over there, I wish you a happy wedding night, and hope you can have another baby next year!"
"Mom, stop talking, let's go!"
Li Zhengyang kept urging his mother to hurry up. When he accompanied her to the hospital for a blood test, Jiang Ge practically clung to Deng's wife, and the two of them blushed deeply.
What I know is that they were both remarried and had children before.
Anyone who didn't know better would think they were two inexperienced teenagers, too shy to lift their heads for such a thing.
The doctor said this stuff was just for entertainment and there was no antidote, which is why we rushed back.
Before leaving, Grandma Li thoughtfully closed the courtyard gate.
Deng Qiu stood alone at the door of the master bedroom, her hands tightly twisting the hem of her clothes, her heart pounding with nervousness.
In the past, Sang Lao Er used despicable means to force himself on her. He tried to rape her many times, but she resisted fiercely.
This left her with a deep trauma.
Now, seeing Anchao in such pain, she... she wasn't ready...
"Wife... ...water."
From the master bedroom, Jiang Anchao's hoarse and weak voice could be heard.
Deng Qiu quickly poured in hot water and went to the bedside to bring the water to his lips.
"Brother Jiang, here's the water, I'll leave the water here for you, I'll just... ...ah!"
Her wrist was grabbed, and then she felt a dizzying sensation as she was forcefully pulled into a warm embrace.
Water was spilled all over the floor, and she froze, too stiff to move.
"Brother Jiang..."
"Aren't you already married? Why are you still calling me 'brother'?"
Jiang Anchao's eyes were red, and his hot breath sprayed on Deng Qiu's neck. He leaned down and pressed his cheek against hers, his dry lips unconsciously brushing against her delicate skin.
"Help me, I can't hold back anymore... My dear wife, let me kiss you."
Deng Qiu had never experienced such a scene before, and she was so scared that she was trembling with tension. But her little strength was like a tickle to Jiang Anchao.
He had trained for many years and was physically fit; he could lift her up with almost one hand around her waist.
His rough, broad hands gripped hers tightly and played with it, then pressed her hand down as if deliberately teasing her, trying to get her to unbutton his clothes.
Her voice was pitifully soft, "Anchao, I... ...no, I never did..."
Perhaps for him, marrying a divorced woman meant he was experienced in these matters, and things naturally fell into place.
But she... she wouldn't, she'd never experienced it before.
She had absolutely refused to obey Sang Lao Er before.
But Jiang Anchao was still different in her heart. He was good-looking, had good character, and cared about her and Zhizhi in every way.
Jiang Anchao gently kissed her cheek, and as if he could feel the wet touch, he realized that she was crying.
The effects of the medication in his body were already becoming too strong, but he still managed to hold her in his arms with his strong willpower, coaxing her softly, "I'll be gentle, just bear with it, tell me if you feel uncomfortable."
Maybe they drank too much today, maybe the effects of the medication couldn't be relieved, or maybe someone finally married the person they wanted to marry and got what they wished for, so at this moment they all took the initiative to open their hearts.
My wife said she hadn't.
As a man, he was naturally overjoyed and excited, because he, too, had never experienced anything like it before...
When he married her, he didn't mind that she was a divorcee.
But when he heard those words with his own ears, he felt even more pity for her for the untold hardships she had endured in her previous marriage.
That old man, Sang Lao Er, is no good.
Fortunately, he finally waited for her.
"Actually, I'm not very good at it either... but I just want to be your real husband and wife."
Deng Qiu closed her eyes tightly, as if she had finally made a difficult decision.
"Then, turn off the light..."
This one sentence was enough to excite Jiang Anchao, and he quickly jumped out of bed and turned off the light.
She shyly clung to his neck, feeling the moonlight outside the window shimmer and ripple in the pool...
Beneath the marriage agreement and the perfunctory wedding banquet lies the real wedding night.
They are a real couple...
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